Quotation by Louis MacNeice

But listen, up the road, something gulps, the church spire
Opens its eight bells out, skulls' mouths which will not tire
To tell how there is no music or movement which secures
Escape from the weekday time. Which deadens and endures.
Louis MacNeice
Louis MacNeice (1907–1963), Anglo-Irish poet. Sunday Morning (l. 11–15). . .

Norton Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I–II. M. H. Abrams, general ed. (5th ed., 1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
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